Divine Doctor Xiaofei

Chapter 1606 He is still alive!
The elegant voice was not warm and warm, and slowly spread to everyone's ears.

The light blue figure walked slowly, with a natural noble aura spreading around his body, radiating brilliance!
The son is like jade, unparalleled in the world!
The perfect face, flawless outline, and exquisite facial features are as if carefully carved by the heavens, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them!
His gestures are graceful, calm and indifferent, as if time slows down with his movements.

The king of the royal family is domineering, even though he is pale and looks weak, he is still strong!
Seeing the approaching people, Feng Huang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, immediately jumped up.

"Quick, bring the chair over here."

Fenghuang was extremely nervous, walked up to Feng Jinghong, supported him, with a worried face.

"Why are you here?" Feng Huang looked at Feng Jinghong worriedly, regardless of everyone's surprised eyes.

His body seemed to have weakened a lot after being retreated by Lord Phantom Ghost.

Yuyan stood behind Feng Jinghong, and when he heard this, his face immediately turned dark.

When he is dead?

Anyway, he is standing here as a dignified pharmacist, how could he let his master have trouble?
"Your Majesty, I'm still alive." Yuyan replied with a gloomy face.

He is still alive!
Hearing the gloomy words, Fenghuang coughed lightly and looked at Yuyan.

"Of course, with Master Yuyan here, I don't worry, don't worry." It's strange to be relieved.

Jinghong didn't know what he wanted to do, obviously Yuyan was by his side and could heal him, but he refused.

Of course, he knew the reason.

Not because of...

All in all, Yuyan is powerful, but he will still listen to him in the end.

"Your Majesty, my lord."

The guard hurriedly brought up the chair, placed it behind Feng Jinghong, then backed out with his head down.

Feng Jinghong didn't say anything, and when she saw the chair brought up, she sat down.

When the people in the temple saw this scene, their faces darkened immediately.

It has long been heard that the Phoenix Emperor dotes on this son, but he never expected to dote on him so much.

This is absolutely heaven!

How can I say another word?

Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, hold it in your mouth for fear of melting, and now is the time to say it.

Judging by Fenghuang's expression, he really dotes on this son, looking at him with a kind smile.

"Cough cough!"

The people in the temple coughed heavily, then turned their heads to look away.

They are still here, not four of them!

Feng Jinghong looked at them, the smile in his eyes turned cold.

"Everyone hasn't answered my question yet." What purpose they have, couldn't be more clear.

"My lord, we just want to investigate clearly, and we don't want to do anything." One of them cupped his fists, his expression was not at all polite, let alone respectful.

The corners of Feng Jinghong's mouth curled up, and his eyes lowered.

"Mysterious."

The afterimage flashed, and he walked in front of that person in an instant, Xuan An walked behind that person, and kicked him hard!
"boom!"

The person who was standing arrogantly kneels straight down!

The ground shook, and there seemed to be a faint sound of bones breaking.

The man knelt on the ground, tears came out immediately, and his body curled up on the ground.

pain!
"Ninth Prince!" The other people in the temple hurried over and looked at the thin Feng Jinghong angrily.

"I don't like people standing and talking in front of me." Feng Jinghong gently rubbed the thumb of his left index finger with his right thumb, without any change in tone.

"If the prince doesn't like it, can he beat people in our temple?" He is just a sick man who will die at any time!

(End of this chapter)